𝘏𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳-𝘯𝘰-𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦
@insectglaives.bsky.social
Gɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs, Fᴀᴛ Sʟᴜɢ! || Monster Hunter OC || World Hopper || rp/fake || he/him || 18+ || ✒🐹
I am exhausted by strength. I am not resilient; I am spent, and I cannot shoulder this alone anymore.
(This is the most spirited he's been in awhile, which is a good thing)
//finally switching browsers ( i know) but now i have to sign into all my accs again. sobbing.
“C’mon! At least TRY to hit me!” (Commissioned art of Faustine by MizaelTengu on Reddit!)
//he hates fighting small creatures for the same reason most monsters hate fighting him THEY WONT STAY THE FUCK STILL
Time to make him some nice arm stew.
He feels cold all the time now.
Do not fool yourself. ‘Tis the Age of Beasts, the Age of the Hunt.
I repeat: I am TERRIBLE at video games. Hallie makes it look so easy...
I have learned three things since being confined to bedrest. 1. I am terrible at video games 2. I get a headache if I look at a screen or book for more than a couple minutes 3. I may need glasses.
I have learned three things since being confined to bedrest. 1. I am terrible at video games 2. I get a headache if I look at a screen or book for more than a couple minutes 3. I may need glasses.
Nothing you want to. Find a book or a video game or something
... so what do we do on bedrest...?
After the first few days, the pain subsided enough for Percy to be able to stand up and do things such as use the bathroom on his own. However, being on his feet for more than a few minutes at a time caused serious exhaustion and a loss of balance. Physically, he was doing bad. Emotionally? He+
The simplest truths of life are often the most inconvenient. Enough rest, food, and good company changes you.
Ink-like pools swelled around @insectglaives.bsky.social and he'd have a brief sensation of falling before he'd appear in the spare bedroom of Dark Delights, just an inch above the bed itself. His weapons appeared propped up against the wall off to his left. The room was sparsely decorated, aside
The Sundrinker wrenched the blade—formed by Its own scales—from Its eye and flung it back toward Percy, not caring if it hit him or not. His punishment had already been decreed. It turned, hearing footsteps moving toward It, and moved away from the hunter to confront the new threat.